"You're a cocky shit," she groaned, grabbing her purse and nudging the male to his feet. "I don't like it."

Tony grinned as he followed the smoker up the spiral staircase.

"What was that all about?" Benji stared at Lili, speechless.

Lili continued to stare at the staircase in disbelief. As Benji's words snapped her back to reality, she shrugged her shoulders and laughed. "They hate each other, but they're going to...."

"....fuck," Benji finished her thought. "And knowing Tony, it will be loud!"

"Fallon's the same way," Lili giggled nervously.

Benji grinned. "I guess we're in for a show then."

"I guess," Lili sighed, uncomfortably.

As he watched her nervous movements, Benji leaned against the sofa and sighed loudly. Lili watched as he ran his large hands through his plush dark tresses, noting that his hair was now nearly shoulder-length and flowing. Something she rarely saw, thanks to his overabundance of trucker hats.

"OH FUCK!" Fallon groaned and stared down at her sobbing friend. "He left?"

Lili nodded.

"Oh jesus, alright," Fallon sighed and placed her beer bottle down on the nearest table. "MATT?"

The confused male raised his head from the tangle of pillows and groaned. "Yeah?"

"Where did your asshole cousin go?"

"How the fuck should I know?" Matt grumbled and lowered his head back to the bed.

"MATT!" Fallon demanded.

"WHAT?" he growled loudly.

Fallon tapped her foot on the hardwood floor. "Where are they?"

Matt groaned. "Tony likes to drive around in his Cadillac. They go to the lake."

Fallon grinned and patted Matt's ass. "Good boy."

"Hmmph," Matt frowned and attempted to fall back to sleep.

With an answer and a destination, Fallon turned back to Lili's shaking, sobbing frame, resting against the wall in the far corner. "Lee?" Fallon sighed, grabbing her shaking friend. "Come on, get your things."

"Why?" Lili sobbed.

"We're going after them," Fallon sighed. "Come on."

* * *

"See that?" Tony sighed and pointed into the sky. "That's....some fuckin thing, and if you wish on it, you..."

"Tony?" Benji interrupted, turning his gaze from the sky to his best friend.

"Kiss me?" Benji pleaded. "I want it now. I know I didn't want it then, but I want it now."

Without another word, another gesture, Tony reached across the large front seat of the Cadillac and pulled his best friend towards him. Placing his lithe body firmly against Benji's larger frame, he brought his plump lips into contact with the other man's.

"Perfect," Tony grinned as he ran his hand through Benji's hair. "Perfect."

"Kiss me," Benji begged. "Kiss me."

There was no hesitation as Tony learned into Benji's warm body, penetrating the heated depths of his best friend's soul with his tongue. He searched Benji's mouth, tasted him, drank him in, felt his friend begin to respond to his plaguing search.

"Tony," Benji moaned softly. "Mmmm."

"Let me?" Tony pleaded, pushing Benji back in the seat. "Let me?"

Benji nodded, and Tony begin to tug his Rancid t-shirt over his head. Within seconds, Tony too was topless and the two men slowed their oral assaults to gaze into each other's eyes.

"So beautiful, Benjamin," Tony smiled.

Benji blushed.

"And I want to make you-" Tony's voice trailed off into silence as he turned to glance over his shoulder. "What was that?"

"You two ARE homos," Fallon snorted as she stepped into view and banged the hood of the red Cadillac.

Tony glared at the female as Benji returned to a sitting position and stared questioningly.

"I followed you," Fallon sighed and tossed Tony and Benji each a beer. "I didn't want the party to end."

"You hate me, bitch, remember?" Tony growled, as he opened the bottle and chugged its contents.

"So," Fallon winked. "Who's up for some Spin The Bottle?"

"LAME!" Tony shrieked and tossed his empty beer bottle out of the car, the glass smashing against a nearby tree.

Tony stared down at the thrusting female, her body trying desperately to impale him further inside her tight folds. "Whore," he grunted and leaned forward to tug at her nipple with his teeth. "Fuckin whore."

"FUCK ME YOU FUCKIN HOMO," she shrieked and clawed at his back viciously. "COME ON PUSSY!"

Tony responded to her jibes, pummeling her body with a passion he never knew he possessed. He watched her expression turn from pleasure to unworldly excitement, heard the faint sounds of her head crashing softly into the door as he thrust her entire body forward roughly.

"Whore," she cooed. "Such a fuckin whore."

"Fuckin...tight....fuckin....cunt," Tony panted in response, grabbing her large breasts and groping them feverishly.

Tony nodded and reached his hand down between her legs, a finger gliding toward her sopping wet lips. Reaching his target, he slowly circled her clitoris and was rewarded with ragged breathing and frantic mewls of pleasure.

"Fuckin cunt," he panted and released inside her as she bucked upward. With his release, he collapsed atop her, allowing her to roll out from under him and massage his scalp as he panted for breath.

"Fuck you're a hot bitch," she grinned, continuing to massage his moist scalp.

Tony winked and continued to try to catch his erratic breath.

"But you called me a cunt," Fallon frowned. "You shithead!"

* * *

"I want to show you how hard you make me," he purred. "You frustrate me, Lee. I want you to see it!"

Lili couldn't help but giggle nervously as she watched him begin to lower his oversized Dickies.

"I think about you," he continued, pausing only to lick her ear slowly. "I think about you all the fuckin time, Lee. I think about that tight little body of yours, and your gorgeous eyes. Your laugh, your smile. The way you shake your hips when you’re dancing to the radio."

Lili felt herself blush purple.

"Every time I think of you," he cooed, inching his pants toward his knees. "I end up so hard. So hard, Lili. I ache for you."

Lili felt her heart race as he placed her tiny hand in his own, and lowered them toward the opening in his boxers. She felt her body grow tense as he placed her hand firmly against his erection, only the thin cloth separating her from his hardness.

"Lee," he purred. "Touch me."

She licked her lips reflexively as he pushed her hand inside his boxers, pulling his own away and moaning deeply.

"Fuck, Lee," he groaned. "You're killing me."

"Benji," she purred back at him, taking his quickly growing length into the warm grip of her hand. "Benji, you're so beautiful."

He blushed noticeably at this, thrusting his hips further forward and bringing more of his flesh into contact with her soft hands. "Please Lee," he pleaded. "Please love me."

Lili stared at his glowing irises, wanting his plea to be genuine; longing to feel his thickness deep inside her most private hotspots.

"Please Lee," he reiterated. "Let me fuck you now."

She spoke not a word as he yanked her tiny knit top over her head. She allowed him to unbutton her fly, and she never once removed her hand from between his firm legs as he tugged her jeans off and tossed them into the darkness.